Monday, May 23, 2011

UA MR CAS Chapter 1

Untitled Action/Adventure/Mystery/Comedy/Romantic/ Story
By Bob Hendren and Charly Banyai
Chapter 1 of the Untitled/Action/Mystery/Romantic/Comedy/Adventure/Story
In the twilight of wake fullness and dreams, in a passageway that existed between dimensions and dreams, lay a long river made out of mattress. It took the shape of a giant hallway. 5 stories wide and 5 stories high. Nothing but mattresses lay spread around the atmosphere. The only signs of life were some bouncing penguins on the riverbed. They seemed to have a picnic basket, a radio, and a beach ball. "Wack Wack a Wacka" blurted out of the speakers. They were trying to find just the right location to set up for their picnic. All of a sudden a sound emerged from the distance along with A blurry vision. The loud booming noise along with the blur, wosshed by knocking the penguins all over the place. They started bouncing around like balls in a pinball machine. They hadn't yet stopped when some more blurs flew by. A closer look at the blur indicated that the blur was a flying bed.
The bed zoomed by the river of mattress at approximately mach. 20 and the bed was just in second gear. The super slick highly powered beanbag chairs continued in hot pursuit. KABOOM!, went a pile of mattress as a big fat missile rocketed past the bed and imbedded into them. Getting shot at in some surreal part of the universe was just another casual day for Raymond and his gang of high-spirited cross-dimensional travelers. Raymond Stillskin, brother to infamous legend Rumple Stillskin, is an elf whose war experience against the elf revolution at Santa's palace has put him in a position of leadership in order to lead his fellow companions into adventures of wonder and imagination. He is about three feet tall, wears Christmas-looking cloths and has a short red beard and semi-long red hair.
Somewhere, some time, some how, he meet up with everyone he flies around with. Somewhere, some time, some how they got this magic bed that they set up. It's put together through magic and modern technology. That's about all they know, so that's all you need to know. At the present time they are experimenting with the bed. They're still in the starting stages of trying to figure out how the thing works. They plan on just flying around fighting crime, evil, bad art, and of course trying to discover the meaning of life. They end up helping Funnyman and Ace Walker quite a bit. Ace Who? Funny Who????? Who indeed.....
Pinky the Rabbit, who used to work for the Easter bunny at one point, was busy trying to fix the Leaper. Pinky is an all pink 3 foot tall rabbit with human type characteristics (kinna like Bugs Bunny), was the resident daredevil of the group, always climbing high walls, jumping down high walls, and running into thick walls, something he was now trying to avoid at the present moment. The bed could not keep up this speed for long. As soon as Pinky fixed the Leaper they could leap into another dimension, time, galaxy, continent etc.
"We must fly through every dimension and time, wake up every creature dead and alive.
We must tell them the enemy comes after us with a hey Nonie Nonie and a ha cha cha," sang Gracho
The Elf, as he fired the jelly blob gun at the pursing attackers. Gracho was kinda an elf carnation of Grocho Marx, complete with the looks and the wise cracks. He also considered himself the funniest elf that ever lived. He is about the same size as Raymond and Pinky, just to keep you up to height.
"Almost got it," cried Pinky, his ears standing straight up.
" You know this reminds me of the time I was shooting at elephant's in my Pajamas. How they got into my pajamas I'll never know." Gracho let everybody know.
"Hurry " cried Indian, the two-foot small dog. Like Pinky, he had human type characteristics, (like Snoppy). Indian Dog is the last of a small Indian dog tribe. What you say? I'm just telling you the facts; you fill in the rest. "The jellys almost gone. Is there anything else we can use to shoot at them"?
"Can't we use the crackers for something?" Inquired Flyer the 5 1/2 feet boa constrictor. Flyer is so named because he can fly. A flying snake. Talk about freaking people out. Of course he can talk, crack jokes, and can cook a mean veggie casserole. Even as a strict vegetarian he is the strongest of the group.
"Your , bacckkk, crackers", Sam the parrot insisted. Besides the fact that Sam has an I.Q. of 250, he is quite a normal red parrot. Normal height for a parrot in case you were wondering. Great now you've meet everyone.
"The only food we can use for things like this is Jelly, because it's a baccck Jelly Gun. We've tried sticker things in this thing like Peanut Butter or Fluff, and...baccck it didn't work because it's a Jelly Gun, thus only Jelly can go into it. Bacccck, baccccck Pass the peanut butter to me by the way, bacccck, along with the crackers of course. I think I need one about this time."
"Time seems to running out," cried Raymond."
" So does the mattress of river, said Indian Dog, nervously.
"You mean.... well we all know what it means or what you mean." Pinky tried to explain.
"WHATTT accckkkk EVER! ! Sam interjected.
"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana. Do we have any bananas?" Asked Gracho.
" Yes we have no bananas; we have no banana's today. HEY HEY HEY,". Flyer began to sing.
They were fast approaching the end of the river where they would smash into giant matrices if they did not slow down and if they turned around well you know what would happen.
" There it's half done, shouted Pinky."
"What do you mean Half done? cried Raymond who was starting to fall asleep steering the bed.
"The Jelly's all gone, make a note of that. Never mind I'll do it myself."
"It'll take us somewhere but we can't program it to take it to where we want to go", Pinky said nervously.
"JUST DO SOMETHING BEFORE WE HIT THAT WALL." Sam , Flyer, Indian, Pinky, Gracho and Raymond braced themselves for cross-dimensional travel. Pinky hit the button, and just before they hit the wall too. A great amount of light engulfed the bed and the passengers aboard it. It sped through time and space until it finally popped up
SOMEWHERE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER

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